Waking up,its cold outside
Sorta In the mood for a sleigh ride
The excitement, the joy
The fun and the toys

Rushing down the tile stairs
the frost on my feet is despair
I walk out to the snowy hills
the sloshing & swishing really kills

Shivering & shaking like an old twig
this snowy wonderland is just too big
 
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